"...uke!"
"Luke!"
I open my eyes to see Felicia's worried face in front of me.
I stay calm, more out of habit than anything else. This isn't the first time I have found myself in such a situation. "It's alright, I am fine," I reassure her as I sit up, feeling a sticky film on my skin. Remembering my earlier experiments with this liquid, I already know it's just normal sweat, likely caused by overheating.
"But..." Felicia stammers, her eyes fixed on my sticky form, still concerned.
"This isn't because of you, Licia," I say. Understanding her concern I plant a kiss on her forehead before getting up and looking for my pants.
I grab my phone, narrowing my eyes at the data on the screen. The video confirmation can wait, but the mini sensors in my phone definitely picked up a spike in energy readings from the room.
I glance over at Anastasia, who's still asleep in the bed. To my shock, I see a young, incredibly attractive woman lying there, naked instead.
I turn to Felicia, confused. She meets my gaze with a worried look of her own. "That's what I was trying to tell you. When I woke up, you were sweating like crazy and Mom... she suddenly became much younger," Felicia explains, her voice tinged with panic.
A flood of ideas and possibilities hit me all at once. I have so many theories, but I will need to run tests to confirm any of them.
"I will explain everything," I tell her, gently taking her hand and leading her into the bathroom.
As the tub fills with water, I stroke Felicia's platinum blond hair to help calm her nerves. "Your cat ears and tail seem to have disappeared," I note.
She glances at the mirror, touching her head and back. "So it was just a dream?" she asks, confused.
"No," I say firmly. "Watch." I turn to the mirror and focus. With a thought, black cat ears sprout from the top of my head, followed by a matching tail.
"How?" Felicia gasps.
I run my fingers over the ears and tail to confirm they are solid. "You can do it too. Just try," I encourage her.
She looks doubtful, but turns to her reflection. After closing her eyes for a moment, she opens them to find her own black cat ears and tail materializing.
Raising her hand, her nails elongate into claws. "What the hell?" Felicia stares at her hand, shocked.
This is unexpected. Some of my theories are now in question. I focus again, making my own cat features disappear.
Felicia follows my lead, and hers vanish as well. "Thank God," she exhales in relief.
I embrace her from behind, hands sliding over her breasts. "Bring them back," I whisper against her ear. "I want to hear you purr for me, kitty." My hips grind against her, my hard cock pressing between her thighs.
Felicia watches my eager expression in the mirror before closing her eyes. When she opens them, her ears and tail have returned.
Without hesitation, I grab her tail and yank it towards me, while inserting my dick in her.
Purrrrrr!
Felicia moans, the sound reminiscent of a cat, as she tries to steady herself against the wall for support.
Her moan had just turned me on even more!
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After a quick and intense fuck session, where I filled the cat's stomach with my cum, we find ourselves in the tub, washing off the sweat and tension.
I lift my hand, noticing my nails have shifted into cat-like claws. I smile to myself, feeling that most of my theories about these powers are falling into place.
Relaxing in the bath, I explain everything to Felicia—about mutants, mutates, superpowers, the X-gene, and my suspicion that our intimate encounter may have triggered her latent mutant genes.
"Are you mad at me?" I ask, nuzzling into her neck.
"Why would I be?" she replies, smiling sweetly. "I trust you. Besides now that I can control it, this seems kinda fun. I feel stronger in that form too. But what do I call this power?"
"Black Cat," I suggest, licking her ears playfully. "You are my personal kitty," I tease, my fingers trailing across her nipples.
She turns, and pounces on me, attacking my lips in a heated kiss.
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We finally leave the bathroom, and I notice Anastasia—Felicia's mother—has disappeared. "I will go look for her," Felicia says. "But... do you think what happened to Mom is permanent? Will she stay like that?" she asks, confused.
"We'll have to conduct some tests, but I believe so," I say uncertainly. "If people start asking her questions, just tell them she's trying out a new test product from our Watson Labs."
Felicia nods, dresses, and leaves to search for her mom.
Checking my phone, I find missed calls from Susan. I quickly call her back.
After a two-minute conversation, I had grasped the situation. Ben has escaped from Victor's quarantine facility. He's likely trying to reach his fiancée, Laurie.
Reed, Susan, and Johnny are going after him because, right now, Ben is a walking pile of rocks. I am nearby, so I tell them I will join.
I get dressed quickly and head outside, only to bump into a stunning young woman with short platinum blond hair.
Without hesitation I lean in and passionately kiss her, groping her ass and exploring her body with my hands. When I finally release her, she's left panting and looking at me with misty eyes. "I will be back, Ana, and we will continue this," I promise.
Felicia is watching us, so I pull her close for a passionate kiss as well. "Something has come up. I have to go," I explain as I head, with both of them following behind."You both will have to come to Watson Tower for a thorough checkup, and keep an eye on today's news; you will surely see something interesting today." With that, I bid them farewell and speed away in my Tesla towards the bridge.
Now that I am alone, and my mind is not focused on anything, an unstoppable amount of inspiration starts to spark in my mind.
Problems that seemed elusive to me before, which took a lot of effort to understand, now seem simple.
Formulas, derivative equations, graphs, chemical equations—my eyes seem to see them everywhere, and I am able to understand, follow, and solve each of them individually, and quite quickly too.
Stark's repulsor tech, the miniature arc reactor, Pym particles, hard light, advanced hover tech, advanced A.I., teleportation technology, portal technology, advanced psionic shield, and so much more—all these concepts now seem within my grasp.
These topics that were impossible for me before, I feel that if I try and work on them now then I can tackle them by simply giving it some time.
I might have just gained a power that has made me even smarter? I keep this thought on the back burner and ask D.A.I.S.Y. to track Ben, Reed, Johnny, and Susan.
The initial idea of A.I. for me was mainly for tracking people. There are many sad accidents that can be averted in the Marvel world and many villains that can be prevented from being born if I just help them at the right moment.
So, there is an Index that I have meticulously crafted for all the known characters who I have or will encounter. They are being monitored constantly by D.A.I.S.Y. through satellites or any piece of technology nearby them.
For some of them, there are specific alerts I have set up so that if that incident happens, I will be immediately notified. That was also the reason why I was able to save Felicia on that day.
If I am not available, the alert gets passed down to Bobbi or Skye.
Although there is a long list of people on the Index, there are still many of them that are not accessible, either due to having better security systems or they may be using some mystical means to avoid tracking.
So through the Index I am able to find Ben, Reed, Johnny, and Susan quite easily. Just as I thought, they are all heading towards the Brooklyn Bridge. This scenario was something I had anticipated already as it had happened in a fantastic four movie.
This world is a hodgepodge of fiction; most things are not the same as what happened in the comics, movies, or animated shows, but they have some similarities.
I watch the live feed of Ben, now a massive mountain of rock, barreling through the bridge, shouting something.
Checking through D.A.I.S.Y, I find that his fiancée Laurie is also on the bridge, but she is running away from him.
Susan and Johnny have just arrived on the other side of the bridge in the company car, while Reed is also near them in a taxi.
As my car approaches the bridge, I notice in my video feed, a guy running away from Ben in panic right to the middle of the road and Ben rushing in to save him from a speeding truck.
Ben hugs the guy, and the truck smashes into the Thing. Ben and the guy are standing there unharmed, but the front of the truck is totally smashed.
I watch on, as in just the next few minutes, the vehicles collide with each other uncontrollably on that bridge, causing utter chaos.
Seeing so many injured people on the bridge, I park the car nearby and rush to help. And I am not the only one. Dozens of people are rushing to aid the injured. After helping a family escape their overturned vehicle, I hear an explosion and a girl's scream from somewhere near me.
There's nobody nearby in this corner of the bridge, so I hastily use my force field to create a gap in the fire and rush in.
Inside the fiery ring, I spot a part of the bridge railing blasted apart, and there I see a girl clinging desperately to a metal part with both hands, screaming.
I surprisingly recognise the girl.
"Hang on, Patsy!" I shout, and the girl looks up at you in surprise.
"Lucas!" she yells back, but I ignore her for now. I raise my hand in her direction and create a psionic shield beneath her.
"Huh?" The girl looks down at her feet in confusion as she stands on thin air.
However, she's heavy, and it's impossible for me, at the moment, to lift her up through my psionic shield.
With my other hand, I touch the torn railings. It bends to my will, as these were made from steel, forming a ladder that extends down to the girl.
Grasping the ladder, the girl pulls herself up onto the bridge. As soon as she's safe, she hugs me tightly. "Lucas, thank you," she says, tears streaming down her face. Then she freezes. "No! What about Jess?" she asks, in a panic looking behind me.
I follow her gaze and see the debris from what appears to be a car explosion. Beneath the wreckage lies a figure with long black hair.
"Jess!" the girl I just rescued cries out before rushing to the debris.
As the distant sirens signal the arrival of police and firefighters, I work together with the girl to remove the scrap metal and uncover the another young girl.
Her clothes are all torn but there is not even a scratch on her, and I knew that although the girl is unconscious, she must be completely fine.
As she is Jessica Jones.
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From Felicia:
[Tier 1: Black Cat Physiology -> Tier 2: Black Cat Physiology]
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